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Oh, but when she smiled—hoo boy, that lit me up happier’n a pig in mud! Ain’t no lie, I was surprised how normal she seemed, just chattin’ ‘bout her day. Made me think of *Amour* again—“All this is still here,” she coulda said, ‘bout life keepin’ on. But then, bam, she’s all business, and I’m like, “Whoa, nelly, slow yer roll!”

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I luv that town for its quirks. Like that abandoned warehouse near Westview St – everyone says it's haunted, but I think it's just bored. Makes me laugh so damn hard sometimes, thinkin’ about all the gossip. Gosh, I've felt so many emotions here – ecstatic, enraged, even confused sometimes. Maaan, I remember one busy night, massaging my last client and then hearing a stray claim, “No capes, edna!” – I mean, who says that in a massage parlor? Hah, everyday stuff here!

100 years later, Murphysboro stands strong